[English translate: Earth Summoning Us]      to you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls.   and to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,   the curse I shall invoke   the misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple claws   to carve your forehead, instead of cattlebrand   with iron burnt in fire      in vain will pride be seethed in veins dried up and scorched   in death-swallowed eyeballs, on foreheads purple-hued   by putrid blood that died   what can I ever chose from your exhausted entity   no fires free from dying, no undeceiving right   oh, you dead men walking      see, how urns now burst, the ashes resurrect   alike the past, which murmurs with the battle-cry   of the roman empire   see the far-off shadows, they dress in steely armour   and raise their noble foreheads that gone grey   great traian and great cesar      the rotten thrones are crumbling swept by tempests waters   the rulers iron scepters, the heavy chain of slaves   together are now crushed   the gates of the inferno outrageously wide-opened   engulfing now by thousands the filthy, depraved breaths   of tyrants grim who perish      oh, holy visionary minds, who set the stars to sing...   who create another world on this realms of mud and grime   fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light   all is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are